Today I was reprimanded for wearing jeans. I know the dress code says "no jeans" but I wore them because they are tailored Banana Republic jeans and less ratty than many things I see other people wearing. So after my reprimand today I went around the office and took a gander at what every one else was wearing. Here is what I saw:
-one cat sweatshirt
-one Hawaiian print shirt over a t-shirt that says "OINGO BOINGO"
-pleated khakis in abundance (ew, PLEATED? Have some self-respect!)
-exposed tattoos (supposedly against the dress code)
-skirts WITH white shoes and white socks. I mean, how much less professional (and less attractive) can you really make yourself?
Just my observations.
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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
stephy vs. the dress code policy
Today my boss called me into his office and closed the door. That means it's either really good or really bad. Boss said "The Big Boss said she saw that you are wearing jeans today, and that's against the dress code." Hysterical, right? They're my Nice Jeans, too. So I wrote this at the union's message board:
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